Blade of Glory [Figure Skating]

Hello, I want to go there, the small town of Moslat, the one at the foot of the snow mountain. "

"Okay, 500 yuan."

"Damn it! Would you like to go for two hundred!"

"No, no, at least four hundred and eight."

It was outside the nearest airport to the town where Qingyue lived.A man with a beard, a pair of black-framed mirrors that could almost cover half of his face, and a hat was negotiating with a taxi driver.However, no matter how he hopped and bargained, the other party showed a lack of interest, as if he expected that this unlucky guy who missed the last airport bus in the middle of the night would definitely get in his own car.Therefore, the driver didn't bother to pay attention to this fat sheep that was sure to be slaughtered by him, got into his car, and even turned on the radio in the car, leisurely listening to the midnight radio.

The driver's reaction disbelieved Freire, who was obviously still young but unexpectedly "long" with a big beard. He seemed to have made up his mind to kill the "night price" of this taxi. He got down, unbuttoned a shirt button, and planned to fight to the end.

Yes, it was Freire who appeared outside the nearest airport to the town of Moslat in the middle of the night and missed the last airport bus and planned to take a taxi to the town where Qingyue was located.

Since the end of the Olympics, Freire has almost lost contact with Qingyue.Through various newspapers and media, Freire can know that Qing Yue must be doing very badly.But his mobile phone is always turned off, so that Freire can't know any information about his recent situation.

Freire also called Qu Shen, Qingyue's manager, but fortunately his phone was still available.But the answer he gave was always ambiguous, no different from the information that can be seen on the Internet, and even... just a "no comment".

This situation lasted for two months, almost driving Frere crazy.He desperately wanted to know how Qing Yue was doing now, and even...to meet him.

Driven by this kind of emotion, Freire left everything he had in Planden and ran to Xishu alone.In order not to attract attention, he deliberately chose this flight that arrived in the middle of the night.Moreover, in order to be sure that nothing would go wrong, he would never be recognized by others, and added trouble to Qing Yue, who was already in a bad situation, so he disguised himself and put on a beard that could almost cover half of his face.

Freire never thought of knocking on the door of Qingyue's house in the middle of the night.Therefore, the super high price proposed by the night car naturally aroused his rebellious psychology.

However, just as he was trying to persuade the taxi driver to lower the price, the radio broadcast in the taxi attracted all his attention.

Yes, that radio station was originally just the on-duty host playing some sounds that would not disturb the ears at night, but a very sudden news interrupted the old songs played by the host.

"I'm very sorry, I think I need to interrupt here. I just received a call from a nearby resident saying that a single-family house in the small town of Moslat burned down half an hour ago. The gentleman who called He said that when the house was on fire, he heard the sound of glass windows being smashed. When he was awakened and ran out of the window to see what happened, he swore he saw three or five teenagers holding fire sticks towards the place. Throw it in the second floor window of a villa.

Therefore, this is likely to be the main cause of the villa fire.Moreover, according to what the gentleman told me, when those teenagers were constantly throwing fire sticks and stones into the villa, he could clearly hear those people hurling abuse at the owner of the house.I don't know if this is a coincidence or not.Because, what that gentleman heard was exactly the name of our country's figure skater, Qing Yue..."

When Frere heard that sentence, a roar suddenly sounded in his head.His mind went blank, and he almost lost the power to think.He couldn't even wait for the driver to open the rear cover, so he threw the luggage into the rear seat, and then sat in the front passenger seat.

"drive."

"Four hundred and eighty, it can't be less than a dollar."

The taxi driver couldn't figure out how the customer's attitude could have such a big difference within 1 minute, so he could only emphasize his night price again.Unexpectedly, Freire took out eight one-hundred-yuan bills from his wallet, and forcefully stuffed them into the taxi driver's hand.

"See clearly, here is [-]! All for you! But I want you to get there in the shortest, shortest possible time!"

When Freire finished speaking, the sound of the car's motor sounded in the silent night, and it drove faster to the quiet town disturbed by the fire...

When Freire found Qingyue, he was in the local police station, curled up on a chair, his eyes were wide open, but he was absent-minded, as if immersed in his own world, unknowingly thinking What.After midnight, there were only a few police officers on duty in the police station, which seemed extremely deserted.Therefore, when Frere came here, Qing Yue, who had been frightened too much today, was suddenly awakened by Frere's footsteps almost immediately, and looked up at the exaggeratedly dressed man. A friend he barely recognizes.

When Freire saw Qing Yue, he who had been panting all the way finally let out a heavy breath.He could almost clearly feel the emotions related to helplessness, fear, and hesitation coming from every cell in Qingyue.Therefore, he walked up to Qing Yue step by step, took off the black-framed mirror that could almost cover half of his face, and called out the other party's name.

Although the beard covered almost all over his face still covered half of his face, those eyes were enough to tell Qing Yue who he really was.

Maybe even Frere himself can't know how much he wants... how much he wants to hug Qingyue tightly on this cold and windy night, and use his own body temperature to make him not so helpless.He even used this to tell himself that Qing Yue is still fine now, and is in front of his own eyes.

He didn't want to think about... how scared he had been when he heard the news on the radio show.A fear purer than darkness seized him.He didn't want to think... He was even more afraid to think about the terrible consequences that would happen if Qing Yue stayed in the room at this time.

Therefore, he could only softly call out the other party's name at this time, hoping to hear Qingyue's voice.

"F... Frel...?"

"it's me."

The voice of the person in front of him calling out his name made Qing ask this sentence more uncertainly.He couldn't believe that at this time, at this place, he would meet Freire who was supposed to be gearing up for a world tour.And the big beard on the face of the person in front of him also made Qing Yue extremely uncomfortable.However, before the two had time to say anything to each other, the police officer on duty had already come to remind Qing Yue that his record entry work had been completed, and now he could leave.As for those teenagers who maliciously set fire, the police will definitely find them in the shortest possible time, and then prosecute them in accordance with legal procedures.

Hearing this series of statements, Qing Yue seemed numb and just nodded towards the police officer.

It was three o'clock in the morning when Qingyue and Freire walked out of the police station.The weather that hadn't fully warmed up seemed a bit cold, but Qing Yue was holding his coat instead of wearing it.He seemed to be hiding something in his coat, holding it with great care, even though the cold wind made his body tremble, he was unwilling to just put the coat on his body like this.

Therefore, Freire didn't say much, but put the coat he was wearing on Qing Yue's body again, and the warm body temperature made Qing Yue stop walking uncontrollably, and looked at Frere .He was still the same as when Qing Yue first met him, with a gentle smile on his face that made Qing Yue feel familiar, and made people who saw him always feel a warm feeling in their hearts.

At this moment, a faint cat meow came from the coat Qing Yue was holding.

Hearing this voice, Qing Yue hastily opened up the jacket he was holding to see if he was hugging too tightly, making the little guy uncomfortable.Therefore, he took the kitten out of the big coat pocket, and held it in his hand, but he couldn't see what was going on.The appearance of this little guy took Frere by surprise.Because he never knew that Qing Yue had a cat at home.Not to mention... he would care so much about this little guy, even after something so horrific had happened, he would take this kitten with him through the worst part of his time at the police station.

"This little guy, it saved me twice today."

When Qingyue felt Freire's puzzled gaze, he finally took a deep breath and told him what happened today.From the bottle of milk that was poisoned by someone, to what I saw when I brought the kitten home.

Yes, if it wasn't for this kitten, Qing Yue would probably drink up the bottle of poisoned milk, and after being poisoned, he would not be able to seek help from the outside world alone.If it wasn't for sending this kitten to a pet clinic, Qing Yue, who had locked himself at home for two months, would never have stayed in his bedroom at eleven o'clock in the evening...

When he saw that scene happening before his eyes, the huge shock concealed the fear in his heart.When sitting in the police station, his mind was blank, unable to think about anything, unable to think about anything.And now, in front of Freire, he recalled little by little what happened today.An indescribable fear suddenly attacked him.

When Qingyue's voice suddenly stopped in this silence, he felt a... fierce force that hugged him into his arms, accompanied by rapid gasps.

It was a... a hug that made Qing Yue feel surprised and unfamiliar.

It seems that Qingyue and Freire have known each other for seven years, but the Freire in his memory... has always been gentle and polite, always leaving Qingyue with a proper distance.Such physical contact seems to have only happened a long, long time ago... He taught Qing Yue to dance flamenco and beat the leather drum.

However, Freire at this time was different from the one Qing Yue had seen before.

Shortness of breath speaks of uneasiness, even fear.He kept breathing the breath between Qingyue's neck, and there was no longer the distance that seemed to be intentional.He wanted to make sure that Qing Yue, who had lost contact with him for two months, was by his side right now.I want to make sure that my life is not threatened by drinking milk that has been poisoned.Not when the fire was burning... struggling alone in the smoke and flames...

"Shall we go to Plandon? At dawn..."

I don't know how long that hug lasted, until the kitten in Qingyue's arms made a slight cry again, Freire let go of Qingyue.However, his eyes did not leave Qingyue.A hoarse voice sounded, and said this sentence in an almost pleading tone.

When Freire said that sentence, Qing Yue nodded to him unconsciously without much hesitation.

Even he himself was puzzled, why...he would agree to Freire's proposal so easily.Perhaps it was because, in his mind, the memory of Plandon was always associated with happiness and beauty.Rather than the darkness he has experienced in the past two months.

However, he regretted it as soon as he nodded to Freire.

"No." Everything that happened today made him shake his head full of unease and said: "My reputation is not good now, and it will drag you down. Besides, I don't want what happened today... to be What happened to me also happened to you."

"Bring your skates. Leave the rest to me.